Kakarot Saga: Chapter 1: Arrival
A year later: The rounded ship entered through the atmosphere at great speed, flames started to spread around the hull. The child inside, unaware of the beating his ship was taking, was fast asleep. The ship escaped the atmosphere with a few scorch marks and hurled towards a small clearing in the trees below.
After landing with a loud crash, the ships door slowly opened, allowing its young passenger to venture out into this alienated world. The youngling stretched his muscles as he yawned and took a quick look around. He was about the average height of a six year old; he wore dark blue spandex type pants, with dark blue boots covered with a red stocking like material, and the same red material around his arms. He glanced back in his spaceship and gathered his scouter and the red bandanna his father gave him.
After placing the scouter over his left eye, and pulling the bandanna around his head, Kakarot felt for something behind his seat. After locating a small black box, he brought it out in the open and pushed the small red button on top. The box instantly grew several sizes larger. Kakarot knelt in front of the box and lifted the lead, and searched through the containers of clothing, each the same size as the box prier to the one they where located in.
After locating the right box, he did the same motions that he did with the previous box. After the box grew to the same size as the original, Kakarot opened it, and pulled out one of the many suits of armor. After pulling the dark blue, and green trimming armor over his head, Kakarot reverted the boxes back to there original size, and placed them back in the spacecraft.
"Alright, let see what I'm dealing with." Even though he watched the horror of what Frieza did to his planet, Kakarot still had to carry out his mission. He had too, it was all he knew, and he couldn't go back to planet Vegeta, cause, there was no planet Vegeta. "Um, there's a pretty high power level over there, it's about as strong as mine." Kakarot's brown tail wrapped around his waist, as ran towards the power level.
Kakarot arrived at the location to only see a small clearing with a small house in the middle. Kakarot took precaution as approached the small house, he stopped right in front of the door, and checked his scouter to make sure this was the right spot. Alright, here goes. Kakarot rushed towards the door, and smashed right through it with his elbow.
After entering he scanned the house for any sign of life, the only person in sight, was an old man, he was short, and had short white hair (nearly covered with his small hat) and a small beard which was hugging his face. "Oh, well, welcome youngling," the old man said as he studied the young boy standing in his doorway. "May I help you?"
"Yeah," Kakarot studied the scouter once more, before continuing. "You can. I've came here to kill you!" Without hesitation, the boy rushed towards the old man, and kicked him through the wall behind him.
The old man slide across the grass, as the splitters of the wood, cut through his back. He slowly got to his feet and marveled at the small amount of destruction the youngling in front of him caused. "So, you're here to fight a crazy old man?" The man silently vanished from sight, and reappeared behind the youngling and smashed the flat side of his hand in the back of the youngling's neck.
If this was any other man, the youngling would finish him in no time. No. This wasn't any ordinary man; this was Son Gohan, one of the few people to ever learn the art of the Kamehameha.